Taking It Out lyrics
by Stunna 4 Vegas
[Chorus]
I'm thinkin' 'bout takin' it out (For what?)
It's hard to pop sh*t with my grill in (Ha)
I can't let it f*ck up my flow
Let these lil' n*ggas run up the score and I still win (Ha)
I told her I'm that n*gga without it (Let's go)
He touch me, he gon' die on the scene
I'ma pay me a lawyer and sit in the county (Yeah)
You ain't built how I'm built, they ain't seen what I seen
I don't want none of these n*ggas around me (Nuh-uh)
[Verse]
Ain't a n*gga alive can take credit from me
I was already lit when they found me (Nah)
And these n*ggas just bluffin', ain't nobody touched me
So I know these n*ggas ain't 'bout it
You ain't slap 'em when you heard that boy talkin' down
You must feel the same way that he do
And you know we gon' check it, I ain't really trippin'
Can't wait 'til the day that I see you (On gang)
You f*ck n*ggas glass, see-through (Ha)
Know I'm on they ass, Evisu (Yeah)
All my jewelry splash, seafood (Ha)
Say he got a bag, me too (n*gga)
Shout out my BM, that's me, me (Me, me)
We pull up with like 400 rounds (Four deep)
It's just me and Ri, Dada and T.G. (On gang)
I got my jewelry from Johnny (It's a movie)
Turn on that motherf*ckin' TV (Ice)
Everyone, turn off your lights
I bet you still motherf*ckin' see me (Yeah)
You know it's a light show (Ha)
Pull up with that iron
You know I got it everywhere that I go
Really out my mind
Come playin' with me, he gon' die slow (Ayy, ayy)
They think I'm a psycho (Ha)
Like my money blue, y'all n*ggas green
I do this with my eyes closed
Put me in a room, four hundred n*ggas
Gimme a blindfold
'Cause you n*ggas ain't 'bout that (b*tch)
Lemme see where that mouth at
When I pull out that iron
I bet you n*ggas gon' wanna give that clout back
And if I wasn't rich and already lit
I'd pull up where your house at
But, you know God great and everything's straight
Took a loss and I bounced back
You will never hear a diss, I ain't gon' say sh*t
I ain't finna talk back (Ha)
[Chorus]
I'm thinkin' 'bout takin' it out
It's hard to pop sh*t with my grill in
I can't let it f*ck up my flow
Let these lil' n*ggas run up the score and I still win
I told Her im that n*gga without it
He touch me, he gon' die on the scene
I'ma pay me a lawyer and sit in the county (No cap)
You ain't built how I'm built, they ain't seen what I seen
I don't want none of these n*ggas around me, n*gga
[Outro]
Huh (b*tch ass n*gga)
And I'm the best motherf*ckin' rapper, man
f*ck with this chop, realest n*gga alive
Real n*gga, rock star
(n*gga, quit playin' with me, I'm too raw for you)
Yeah
Baby Jesus AKA motherf*ckin' Baby now
(Too motherf*ckin' raw for this sh*t)
And we ain't worried 'bout sh*t, n*gga
We ain't worried about sh*t, n*gga
(It's too late now, n*gga)
f*ck what you talkin' 'bout, n*gga
I'm in there now, n*gga
(Ayy)
We in there
(Ayy)
We in there
That ain't DaBaby, that's my baby